The OJ trial as told by Dr. Seuss I really did not kill my wife. I did not slash her with a knife. I did not bonk her on the head. I did not know that she was dead. I stayed at home that fateful night I took a cab, then took a flight. The bag I had was just for me. My bag! My bag! hey, leave it be! When I came home I had a gash. My hand was cut from broken glass. I cut my hand on broken glass. A broken glass did cause that gash. My friend, he took me for a ride. All through LA, from side to side. From north to south, we took a ride. But from the cops we could not hide. My trial lasted for a year. A year! A year! just sitting here! The DNA, the HEM- the HAW! The circus-hype the viewers saw! A year! A year! just sitting here! Found guilty you know I will appeal! Appeal! Appeal! I will appeal! I'll wheedle and whine- I'll cut a deal! To hear "not guilty" so glad I'll fe el! Did you do this awful crime? Did you do this anytime? I did not do this awful crime. I could not, would not anytime. Did you take this person's life? Did you do this with a knife? I did not do it with a knife. I did not, could not kill my wife. Did you hit her from above? Did you drop this bloody glove? I did not hit her from above. I cannot even wear that glove. I did not do it with a knife I did not, could not kill my wife. I did not do this awful crime. I could not, would not, anytime. And now I'm free, I can return To my own house for which I yearn. And to my family whom I love. Hey now I'm free-- Give back my glove!!!!! Nothing but Jokes by Nauman Faridi